Lyrics Loudon Wainwright III

Loudon Wainwright III

Dump the Dog

Dump the dog & feed the garbage

Mow the floor & sweep the lawn

Salt & pepper on my porridge

Some day I'll be dead & gone

Oh my good girl loves me madly & my bad girl is a flirt

I'll take the good with the bad gladly

And I'll treat them both like dirt

Bread & butter for my breakfast, peanut butter for my

lunch

Apple butter for my dinner

Marjorine for Sunday brunch

Baseball's fine Football's rougher basketballers are all

tall

But I like hockey, hockey's tougher

You must play without a ball

It's too much bother & too much trouble, I have stood all

I can stand

I'm a son & I'm a father

I am just a middle man

When I wake up in the morning I hop up right out of bed

Unless of course I am hung over

Then I pretend that I am dead